He Wangye dominates the entertainment industry

Fengchi hesitated a little.

Feng Heng didn't care about that, he frowned slightly, stretched out his long arms, and picked up a little white year like a chicken.

An Ningning looked at her empty arms, and a question mark slowly appeared above her head.

She felt a numbness in her arm and suddenly lost strength, and her little silly dog ​​was snatched away by a dog man who dared not confess?
She hurriedly got out of the car, grabbed Bai Nian, and continued to stare at Feng Heng.

Bai Nian: "..." Why is it a bit like two arrogant cats fighting over a small dried fish?

Bai Yugan Nian was eccentric, struggling to run towards Ningningmao, but was dragged by the back of the neck, unable to escape at all.

Feng Heng cast a sideways glance at An Ningning, and said indifferently, "Let go."

An Ning subconsciously let go of her hand.

oh~
Don't blame her for not being firm, it's because the enemy is too strong.

Fengchi quickly took him into his arms: "It's winter, isn't it cold? Come in quickly."

Feng Heng loosened Bai Nian's collar, and the two of them hung behind him.

Standing next to him, Bai Nian didn't have the usual chattering, with smooth black hair hanging down his cheeks, his expression couldn't be seen clearly.

Feng Heng's eyes melted into ice and snow, just a glance, the little rabbit's nose was red, and it was obvious that he had just shed tears.

An Ningning obviously knew the inside story, but he didn't.

There is an unspeakable feeling welling up in my heart, astringent and rising, I don't know how to name it.

Seeing the little rabbit kicking a small pebble, absent-minded, his tone was also tinged with coldness: "Walk well."

Bai Nian looked up, and saw his slightly raised jaw line was sharp, his eyes reappeared like glaciers, and the cold air was overwhelming.

"I know~"

Distraught, she quietly withdrew her hand touching the brooch, followed Feng Heng with lowered eyebrows and eyes, without saying a word.

Feng Heng felt that his pullover seemed to be worn backwards, and he couldn't breathe.

He who loves quietness is not used to such quietness.

He stopped, grabbed the little girl who was walking forward, his eyes deep into the cold pool took a panoramic view of her blank and panic expression, he paused when he was about to ask questions, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Deadly, staring at her eyes motionlessly.

To see her emotions clearly.

Just like before, see through her exquisite heart wrapped in a pretentious white lotus appearance.

"What...what are you doing~"

Bai Nian looked away.

She didn't dare to look into the prince's eyes at all.

I am afraid that those eyes that are always deep and incomprehensible will show some concern.

She will be infatuated, addicted, and convince herself time and time again that this is love.

I don't care about my head at the meeting.

"It's okay." Feng Heng's Adam's apple rolled, and he uttered two words that were neither salty nor bland.

Bai Nian followed behind him, tracing his back with his eyes.

Even the back view exudes a icy and awe-inspiring aura, he casually raised his legs, and walked out of the imposing manner.

She has watched a lot of youth pain works these days, including TV series, movies, and novels. The heroine in it can always melt the iceberg-like hero.

But she never thought that she had such good luck, and the cannon fodder female supporting role in the works could be her fate.

At that time, she didn't hold on to her courage when she had the courage. These days, she was completely thinking about whether to try or not to try, whether to go or not to go, wanting to be sure and thinking about it.

How could she be the heroine if she was so unresolute!
Bai Nian sighed and caught up with Feng Heng.

Entering the restaurant, everyone was busy making dumplings, and Bai Nian also washed his hands and went up to him, clumsily picked up a dumpling wrapper, and pinched it crookedly.

An Ning laughed at her: "Your bag is too ugly."

Mother Feng happily said, "Not ugly, not ugly."

She called her sons: "Come and show it, let Niannian and Ningning see how stupid your hands are like your feet."

Feng Cheng: "..."

Fengchi: "..."

Feng Heng arrived at the battlefield in a second, squeezed between An Ningning and Bai Nian, picked up a dumpling wrapper and said, "I'll teach you."

Feng Cheng and Feng Chi: "..."

Damn, he pretended to be there again.

Bai Nian stared at the dumpling wrapper in Feng Heng's hand, unable to believe it: "Can you do it?"

Feng Heng picked up the meat stuffing, squeezed out a plump and fat dumpling in twos and threes, with a charming naive look.

He raised his eyebrows, and deliberately placed the dumpling next to An Ning's shriveled dumpling.

"Much stronger than her."

Bai Nian: "..."

Come again and again.

Is Tsundere Maomao's desire to win?
The family ate dumplings happily, and Mr. Feng waved his hands: "You all go to rest, there is no need to watch the year."

Father Feng widened his eyes.

"Our family keeps the New Year's Eve every year! Why... ah!"

His foot was stepped on heavily, and the following words came to an abrupt end.

The culprit, Mother Feng, smiled and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense, the family observes the New Year's Eve every year, but you, Uncle Feng, are alone."

Father Feng: "??"

"Grandpa is getting old, we women have to take a beauty sleep, the three children are still young, it is enough to have one representative, leave him alone, you all go to rest."

Bai Nian and An Ningning: "..."

We believe it.

Feng Heng and Feng Chi were afraid that they would feel uncomfortable, so they got up and took them upstairs.

Feng Cheng also stood up Shi Shiran, but Father Feng grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"You stay with me to watch the new year. You are single, so you don't need to accompany your girlfriend."

Feng Cheng: "...OK."

Bai Nian who went upstairs was stuffed into a room that had already been furnished. The sheets and quilts were replaced with new ones, and there was a cartoon villain printed on it, holding a gold ingot and bowing "Happy New Year".

The cartoon villain looks more and more familiar.

Bai Nian said in surprise, "This is me?"

Feng Heng jawed his head, panic flashed in his delicate eyes.

This is the painting method he learned from his fans, and he specially rushed to make a whole set of furniture.

He turned his face away uncomfortably, and said, "Mother has a heart."

Bai Nian hugged the pillow and looked closely at the Q version of her above. On the pillow, she was wearing a cute rabbit pajamas, hugging a huge pillow, rubbing her eyes with one hand, staring dazedly.

It is completely different from the bowing villain on the quilt.

Bai Nian sincerely sighed: "Auntie is really caring! There is a different version of this."

She looked over one by one, and every item in her house was printed with a Q version of her.

There are those who drink water, those who laugh, and those who secretly cry...

Countless hers are in this room.

Bai Nian was dumbfounded.

"Aunt... isn't she too caring?"

The atrium was warmed, and she carefully brushed over the household items, as if she could feel the mother's love inside.

The maternal love she longed for but never got since she was a child.

Bai Nian looked up at Wang Ye, and saw him with a calm expression, sitting on the sofa beside the bed indifferently.

She should be used to this kind of maternal love.

She sat next to Feng Heng, the heat in her heart gathered to her fingertips, gently covering the cold gift box.

"Boss, I have prepared a New Year's gift for you."

She took out the box and handed it to Feng Heng.

"Don't be disgusted!"

He is good everywhere, even his family is as beautiful as a fairy tale.

Let her, how dare to ask extravagantly?

Feng Heng took the gift box, and accidentally touched Bai Nian's pink fingertips with his fingertips, and it immediately became hot.

The gift box was like a blazing flame, from his slender five fingers straight to the bottom of his heart.

How can you hate it?
Feng Heng smiled dumbly.

Whatever she gave, he regarded as treasure.

"Why did you give me a gift?"

Feng Heng's heart was boiling hot, his voice was as hoarse as gravel, as if trying to suppress thousands of turbulent emotions.

His dark eyes were deep, and he looked straight over, as if he had the magical power to break through all illusions.

Bai Nian was forced to dodge again and again: "Thank you for taking care of me."

She took a deep breath and said word by word, "Whether it was before or now."

"I can't thank you enough for taking care of me."

"This is a grateful gift."